Treasure Island

Shaun William Hayes

(May 30th / The edge of the New Forest, UK)

By Infinity's Long Embrace


By infinity's long embrace
In truth we now just have to face
With some alacrity and grace
(Since our genealogy be not traced
Beyond this very physical place)

Throughout all time and space
I tell you, for I am not base
(Though as my child, you do make haste)
That we are old friends, t'is no disgrace
To tell you that this is the case

I wish you Emily all good things, like finest lace
That weave your life, with love and taste
Until we meet again and pace
Together upon the human race
By infinity's ever long embrace

(for my daughter Emily's 18th birthday)

Submitted: Monday, August 15, 2011
Edited: Monday, June 30, 2014

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